Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 413 - 412: Each More Gossiping Than the Last

Two days later.

Today is the wedding day of the eldest son of the Yan Mansion, the beloved grandson of the Prime Minister, and the Yan Mansion is bustling with activity.

In the capital, all the invited dignitaries came bearing gifts to offer their congratulations, even the one sitting in highest position, worshipped by thousands, sent an attendant to present a gift.

Shen Qinglan was led by Duan Yunfei, together with Le Zhao and Song Ting and a group of people standing in the main hall of the Yan Mansion, witnessing the three bows of the newlyweds.

When the call of "enter the bridal chamber" was made, Yan Yijie, dressed in red and smiling broadly, held the other end of the red ribbon, and surrounded by the jubilations of the crowd, led the bride out of the hall and towards the bridal chamber.

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

"The same to you! The same to you!"

In the main hall, Prime Minister Ji and Yan Hai received the well-wishes with smiles all around.

Perhaps thinking of her deceased daughter, the Prime Minister’s wife sitting beside Prime Minister Ji occasionally bowed her head to wipe her tears.

Yan Yijie’s stepmother Liu, meanwhile, appeared somewhat restless as though she wanted to comfort her but dared not.

Someone whispered privately: "This Liu, she doesn’t have the slightest demeanor of a matriarch."

"Isn’t that true?" Someone laughed quietly: "Compared to Ji, she’s far worse."

"Can you even compare them?" Someone scoffed lightly, "Ji’s status and her status? Look at her petty manner, truly wonder why Mr. Yan chose her as the mistress."

"Hey, did you hear?" someone suddenly intervened, "I heard that the manor owner and his wife from Yongning Manor have come, and the Sect Leader and his wife from the Medicine Sect are here too."

"I heard that too!" another person replied, "It’s said that the eldest son of Yan Mansion and the Young Master of Yongning Manor are life-and-death friends."

"Aren’t they just Jianghu sects?" a lady disdainfully remarked, "They’re all coarse people, you guys are really amazed, actually treating them like treasures."

Someone nodded in agreement, "Indeed, I find those Jianghu people one more reckless than the other, understand not a bit of elegance, what’s the good in associating with such coarse people?"

Lan Ruo snorted coldly, "These people, even as wealthy men’s wives, one is more gossipy than the other."

Shen Qinglan smiled without speaking.

How could they not gossip? These people, when not drinking tea and appreciating flowers, are embroidering flowers and shoes, all are very idle people, without a bit of gossip, wouldn’t life be very boring? 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Duan Yunfei whispered, "Let us also join the others at the feast."

"Please wait, distinguished nephews!"

Just as several people were about to head to the feast, they were stopped by Yan Hai.

They halted and turned back, Le Zhao raised an eyebrow with a smile, "I wonder, Uncle Yan, what instructions do you have?"

Yan Hai said cheerfully, "Today, Uncle is busy with many people and affairs, please make yourselves at home!"

"Of course," Le Zhao smiled, "Uncle has many relatives, everyone knows that, we all understand."

Yan Hai’s smile froze briefly then he laughed dryly, "Master Le is still fond of joking!"

His concubines’ relatives definitely weren’t qualified to attend the grandson of the Prime Minister’s wedding.

"Oh~" The ladies who were gossiping earlier suddenly laughed, "Isn’t this Master Le?"

Le Zhao politely nodded to them slightly.

A lady examined Duan Yunfei and his companions, then suddenly laughed, "Look at these young masters, they are really handsome! I wonder, which family do they belong to?"

Judging by their aura, their stature, and their attire, not to mention their superior appearance, it’s evident they are not sons from ordinary families.

If they could allow their son or daughter to become acquainted with them, that would be most excellent!